I was but a young child during the eccentric decade of the 80s. Having been born in 1979, the 80s for me weren’t too much of a crazy time, unless toddlerhood and elementary school are in consideration for the ultimate partay scene. Having spent my early elementary school years in Greece, I was more so absent from the cultural loop than my American counterparts…because Greece always seems to be a few years behind cultural trends. Emo trend? Um, yeah, it only appeared in Greece a couple of years ago. Celebrity sex tapes? We got our first one just last year, if you can believe it! Gossip magazines? Nothing but a product of the late 2000s.
But I’m getting off topic. The 80s, although not a decade that I could enjoy to the fullest, always are a point of interest, both culturally and musically. Who doesn’t love 80s music? You had Tainted Love, Duran-Duran, Flock of Seagulls, The Go-Gos, Michael Jackson at his best. And who doesn’t love 80s fashion? The hair, the make-up, the shoulder pads – it’s all kitch, but so much fun. Lets not forget the movies. Who in their right mind doesn’t love 80s movies? Working Girl, anyone?
Of course the 80s had a dark side…a very spandex-filled dark side. I present to you the 1987 Aerobic Championship, sponsored by Crystal Light, no less. I don’t know what’s worse – is it the nervous blondie who think his nervousness will add more to the routine? Is it the Footloose-style dancing, expertly combined with jumping jacks and push-ups? Or is it the facial expressions? It’s just so hard to decide…this trend, thankfully, never did make it across the Atlantic.
Click on the link to watch the stuff nightmares are made of…